Reborn Martial Son-in-law

"Well, he may have found these people!" The pain subsided Han Yuying came over and said bitterly.

"Forget it, it's all right. Let's go."

Listening to them a mouthful of waste materials, Zhao Qingwu inadvertently frowned, turned to the office building.

Creak!

At this time, a brake sound sounded, a fiery red Ferrari sports car quickly stopped on the side of the road, a tall and thin young man pushed the door out.

"Oh, Shaohua is here." Han Yuying immediately welcomed her with a smile on her face.

"Auntie, where are the troublemakers?"

Looking at the empty gate, Zhou Shaohua's eyes flashed a hint of insidious evil and asked with a frown.

"I guess you don't believe it. They all came to blackmail people. They all ran away after my brother-in-law, who was a waste timber, saw through." Zhao Xiying said.

"Fang Yang!"

Hearing the speech, Zhou Shaohua's face suddenly became gloomy, and anger flashed through his eyes.

This waste material, shit stick!

Zhou Shaohua was annoyed. He finally found such a group of "heroes to save the United States" elaborately arranged by the waste material.

"Shaohua, what happened to you last time?" Zhao Qingwu hesitated for a moment and asked softly.

After her marriage with Fang Yang, the white lotus cosmetics company, which originally belonged to Zhao's family, came to her name. With her outstanding business talent, she turned a loss into a profit in a few months.

Recently, the company's business has expanded rapidly, and she intends to expand the scale of loans and continue to be bigger and stronger.

It's my grandfather's birthday in the evening. She plans to find a chance to borrow money. However, Zhao's uncle is in power now, so she has to make preparations.

Zhou Shaohua is the eldest son of the Zhou family. The Zhou family has deep connections in Linhai City. As long as he says hello, those presidents will give him this face.

"I can make an appointment, but..."

After pondering for a while, Zhou Shaohua frowned and said, "now the economy is not good, plus the assets of your company, it is only 40 million yuan. If you want to spend 50 million yuan, it is very difficult."

"It's OK. You can make an appointment for me. I'm confident to convince them." Zhao Qing dances confidently.

"Well, it's Zhao Lao's birthday tonight. I'll make an appointment for you tomorrow night." Zhou Shaohua hesitated and nodded.

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Crescent lake villa area.

After returning to the house, Fang Yang locked the door and took out the dragon pattern jade pendant.

"A thousand years of goods, Reiki precipitation is OK."

After feeling the jade Bi, Fang Yang muttered, sat down on his knees, and began to ponder which skill to use to build the foundation.

In the previous life, he was a free cultivation. With his great perseverance and patchwork of martial arts, he went through hardships and entered the realm of the divine king with unparalleled combat power.

However, because of the complexity of his skills, his realm is not perfect, even a lot of drawbacks.

Therefore, Fang Yang induced Tianjie and tried to refine himself with the help of the thunder. However, he underestimated the power of the thunder and was chopped to death.

"It's just that I can start from the beginning. This world has very little aura, so I can only choose the swallowing skill..."

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yang chose a skill called "the great swallowing technique", which was the booty obtained by a prince of the Chinese dynasty after he was defeated in a fight.

The outstanding part of this skill lies in swallowing, which is just useful here.

Making up his mind, Fang Yang sends jade Bi in front of his knee and slowly closes his eyes.

Crackling!

With the flow of ideas, the formula moves slowly, and the body makes bursts of fried beans, and the muscles swell and fall, just as if there are insects drilling in the body!

Life is full of Qi. Practitioners call it It is also called congenital vitality!

The man of practice is to control this innate vigor with the help of Dharma formula to strengthen himself, which is for cultivation.

However, ordinary people have no guidance, and can not even feel this "heaven given gas". But Fang Yang is different. He has already been familiar with the road, and soon finds out and controls it.

For a moment, the sound of wind and thunder was heard in the room, as well as the beating of war drums. It was very strange.

The vision lasted until evening, and then gradually weakened.

The setting sun projected in from the window, Fang Yang slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light flashed from the depths of pupils. The foundation was built successfully!

"Hoo!" Fang Yang exhaled a breath and stood up.

Click! CLICK!

The whole body bone sends out bursts of crisp sound, this is the body to break the shackles of the encouragement sound, Fang Yang gently pinches the fist, showing a faint smile: "now, just barely calculate to have the strength of self-protection."

Although Zhuji is just a man of practice, he sits on the sofa with his legs raised. Fang Yang chews on the sweet peach and looks at the back of Han Yuying's going out. His heart is very comfortable.

This kind of shrew owes the wicked to clean up.

Buzz!

The mobile phone on the desk suddenly vibrates, it is a strange phone, Fang Yang presses the answer key."Fang Yang, I'm Prince Xin."

"What can I do for you?" Fang Yang has some doubts. How can this girl have his phone.

"I have a reservation in the Kirin Palace this evening. Are you free?" Speaking of this, Prince Xin seems afraid of Fang Yang's misunderstanding, and explains: "don't misunderstand, just to thank you for saving my grandfather."

"Thank you?" Fang Yang subconsciously refused, but thinking that he would have to make money from the Wangs in the future, he said with a smile, "yes, what time in the evening?"

"Nine o'clock, room 808." With that, Prince Xin hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yang looked at the time. At 7:50, when it was late, he went out and took a taxi to the "Qilin Palace" in the city center.

Qilin palace is a landmark building in Linhai City. It integrates food, entertainment and leisure into one. The consumption is also first-class and high. Most people can't afford it.

Thirty minutes later, Fang Yang appeared at the gate of Qilin palace.

After getting off the bus, an ancient and simple building in the shape of a palace and built near the river immediately came into view, resplendent and glittering, which was daunting.

"Is this the Kirin palace? Not so much. "

After a cursory glance, Fang Yang shook his head gently. Compared with the palace of his God King, it was more than a thousand miles away.

Just close to the door, two security guards with big arms and thick waists strode over, looked at Fang Yang up and down, and reached out to stop him.

"There are no more people here. Let's go!" One of the security guards made a noise.

The whole body is not more than 200 yuan. It seems that they are wage earners at the bottom of the society. What are these people doing here?

Definitely not for consumption!

"Recruitment?" Fang Yang Leng Leng, looking at two faces disdain look, quickly understand come over.

The security guard glared at Fang Yang and said, "if you don't go, I'll do it again."

Fang Yang smiles coldly and hands a look at the past to the two security guards.

"Ah

If the two security guards see the ghost, they step back in panic, and finally fall on the ground and scream with pain.

Push! Push!

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit came out quickly, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and bowed respectfully: "Mr. Fang, two small eyed dogs have offended you. Excuse me, forgive me, please come in!"